November 4th excerpt:
Jacob couldn’t help one more glance at the table before he headed out the door, watching Sam set back down to research. It grated against him to leave someone so small and vulnerable alone in the room. A distant memory returned to him, of the first time he’d ever contacted Sam and Dean over the phone. Dean’s proud, stubborn voice insisting that Sam was a hunter in his own right.
And no one will ever say differently.